Poems about love and sadness

The crowd searched for him for thousands of Baidu, and suddenly looking back, the man was there, with dim lights, and he wanted to talk to Yao Qin. Few bosom friends, who will listen to the broken string?

I'm sorry for your haggard.

Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny.

Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people.

Acacia Sauvignon Blanc, Acacia is infinite. Acacia bitter acacia, acacia disfigured face.